Leant

例句:

• Just when the sun was going down his eyes felt weary, and he leant back in his chair. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• She went forward to the palings and leant over them, looking at the moon. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• There he leant over the wall and lowered the lamp, only to behold the vortex formed at the curl of the returning current. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• I approached the bed; I opened the curtains and leant over the high-piled pillows. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 简·爱.
• Clym leant his elbow upon the post of the garden gate, and covered his eyes with his hand. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• An easy-chair was near the bed-head: a man sat in it, dressed with the exception of his coat; he was still; his head leant back; his eyes were closed. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 简·爱.
• The revived embers of an old passion glowed clearly in Wildeve now; and he leant forward as if about to put his face towards her cheek. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• He leant over the footpiece of the bedstead for a few moments, with his back towards her; then rising again--Tell me, tell me! 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• A door was opened in a carriage--he jumped in; and as he leant out to say, 'God bless you, Margaret! 伊丽莎白·盖斯凯尔. 南方与北方.
• She leant back to obtain more thorough rest, and the soft eastern portion of the sky was as great a relief to her eyes as the thyme was to her head. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• Miss Ingram took a book, leant back in her chair, and so declined further conversation. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 简·爱.
• I looked at Adele, whose head leant against my shoulder; her eyes were waxing heavy, so I took her up in my arms and carried her off to bed. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 简·爱.
• Caliphronas burst out laughing, and, putting his hands behind his head, leant back against the trunk of the elm. 弗格斯·休姆. 奇幻岛.
• Idris leant on my arm; her sadness yielded to the present sense of pleasure. 玛丽·雪莱. 最后一个人.
• She leant against the door-post, and gave him her hand. 托马斯·哈代. 还乡.
• Mr. Kenge leant over before it was quite said and whispered. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 荒凉山庄.
• He looked, wistfully, into their faces, one by one when they passed out, as though to see which way the greater number leant; but that was fruitless. 查尔斯·狄更斯. 雾都孤儿.
• She was returning: of course my heart thumped with impatience against the iron rails I leant upon. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 简·爱.
• He leant his face against his hand. 伊丽莎白·盖斯凯尔. 南方与北方.

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